When We Collide √

Chapter 76

It was only days until December meaning we were days away from my birthday - which I wasn't quite jovial about. The snow had already started falling. I sat on a chair next to my bedroom window, watching the flakes as they fell onto the blades of grass. I'd always done this every single year with my mom, but recently the trend had become something more than just a makeshift culture, it was a practise that held so many memories one of the few happy memories I had concerning my mum. Almost every year when it began snowing, she'd sit with me and brush my hair as we watched nature's beautiful scenery. We'd stay silent for sometime letting our heartbeats fill the cavity left by the silence.

It was Saturday, almost a week had passed since my last encounter with Amell. The entire days that followed I avoided him, he sat as far away from me in class as I did from him. Saying that he crossed my mind every so often was an understatement, he occupied most of my thoughts. Almost everything in my house reminded me of him. For starters there's this time I wore a blue hoodie ," You look great in blue ," the moment Aiden told me that I froze and my mind was only set on one thing : Amell's blue eyes. I'd rushed upstairs so fast ,to remove the hoodie, that I fell down and that also reminded me of the day I'd fallen down when he took me to the woods. I hid the blue hoodie in the farthest corner of my drawer piling many grey ones on top of it just so I won't have to see it whenever I opened the drawer, pathetic right? Extremely. Currently I was seated in an unhealthy position on the chair, holding onto my copy of Pride and Prejudice, and may I add that even my favourite classic reminded me of Amell - this was escalating to a hopeless point so fast. I wanted to push him away, I didn't want him near but why was he occupying my mind this much? I never thought of anyone this much, it took me two days to get Scottie out of my head and I'd pecked him, out of my own will - but had gotten a punch in the gut afterwards.

Sighing hopelessly, I struggled to get up and groaned at the sharp pain it caused to my back. I slid the book carefully into it's slot in the bookshelf. I dragged my body downstairs, aunt Marie was seated on the couch glued to the mounted TV. She turned when she noticed me a smile spreading across her face.

"Rae just the person I was looking for -," she began and at the same time I prayed that she wasn't going to request me to cook dinner with her. " -come watch this movie with me, I need someone to pat my back when I cry, it's just starting ,"she cooed excitedly

I braced myself before walking into the living room. I momentarily turned my gaze to the TV where the words "Me Before You " were written in bold. Christ! I yelled inwardly, yes karma was making me pay. I knew that watching that movie would make me relive the moments I had with Amell when we watched it together. Everything, and I mean literally everything that had been happening for the last few days  was centered around him, the books I liked reading, my best romantic movie even my fucking blue hoodie. Fuck! What is wrong with me!

"Hey are you coming?," aunt Marie's voice brought me back to reality. She was pouring herself a mug of hot tea.

"I think I'll pass -," I replied," - watched it too many times so I'll probably give way to many spoilers ."

"Okay honey and please wear a hoodie or something, it's really cold outside ," she retorted. "Yeah ," I replied while heading upstairs deciding to continue with my application forms. That would keep my mind of Amell for a while.

I was in the middle of what felt like the hundredth form when I felt something wet, on my butt. I shifted uncomfortably on my seat had I peed? Standing up I groaned when I saw a red smudge on my seat. Why is being a girl so fucking hard? I mean boys don't have to deal with this kind of shit, they don't have monthly wet dreams . I walked to the bathroom, I opened the cabinet and stared in disbelief at the floss, hairbrush and toothbrush. No fucking tampons.